Harry lay down in his bed. It was what seemed to be another sleepless night. He couldn't stop thinking about the prophecy,his parent's deaths and well everything. It was too much for him.
You suffer
But why?
Of all the people that could have gotten chosen for the prophecy,why him? Why? Harry decided not to ponder that anymore. He was tired. He closed his eyes and went to sleep.
AN:You gotta admit. The fact that I made a songfic out of a song that's only one second long is impressive. Maybe I should do a Bull of Heaven songfic next.